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    "Change Up" Lyrics

    Memphis Bleek feat. Beanie Sigel and Jay-Z

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    [Beanie Sigel]
    You bout to witness somethin like no other
    The sky gon' get dark, streets gon' clutter
    Weak-ass niggaz out there gon' suffer
    Vets gon' quit, it's gettin hectic (uhh)
    The shit got deep - right about the time
    when the year skipped a beat, that's when my shit hit the street
    Shit gon' shake up, squads gon' break up
    Coats gon' get pulled, niggaz gon' wake up
    Everybody want see a chance to eat
    and chance the streets, you know they gon' 'vance police
    Like the time they shackled me from hands to feet
    cause I gave the jail system, a chance to speak
    You know the cops wanna trap me up, the block wanna clap me up
    It won't stop 'til they wrap me up (E'rything signed and sealed nigga)
    Gat be tucked, heat gon' back me up
    R.O.C. - Bleek come on nigga, back me up

    [beat changes]

    [Memphis Bleek]
    Yeah.. yo..
    Aiyyo Memph the young God, boss of this game
    Got my part locked, I does my thang
    Don't mistake me, I tote them thangs
    Glock fo' pop off, knocks off thangs
    Whole squad here, you know my click
    Petit nice thing, you know my bitch
    Wide body truck, you know my whip
    Cop that rock that pop that shit
    y'all niggaz, talk about, ain't really got
    Me, I think dog, you not really hot
    The hood I be, I stay in the drop
    My hood, yo' hood, I'll lock any block
    East to West Coast, Chi-Town baby
    I come through, it's my town baby
    A.T.L., I yell "Whattup my baby?"
    Hit that, get that, bye bye baby!

    [beat changes]

    Uh-huh uhh..
    Guess who? Young Hov'
    Bout to tear this motherfucker DOWN!
    Holla at me! It goes.. uhh
    Jigga Man huh, it goes..
    Nah! Y'all niggaz ain't gon' have me rappin on the bullshit man
    I.. I need some real music
    So when we count to three and shit
    Ya gonna drop some real shit
    One, two, three - let's go!
    This song was submitted on December 24th, 2009 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Thanks to Snap for the contribution to this song.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Shawn Carter, Shawn C Carter, Malik Deshawn Cox, Dwight Grant, Robert Kirkland.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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